Chapter 749 Appointment

After the morning, Song Nan went to see Zhengde. He needed to seek Zhengde's consent for fundraising. Gritting his teeth and forced a showdown, these millions of taels of silver for military spending are not too difficult. But Song Nan understood that if she forced everyone to take private silver and put it into this bottomless hole, there might be variables.

In the final analysis, the marquis who stand with them are still bound to their interests. They care much more about their interests than any national plan. When this court officially becomes a force of the two factions, Song Nan never wants to have discordant voices in his camp.

The only way to solve this problem is large-scale fundraising. The so-called purchase of war bonds is actually a disguised financing. At different times, Song Nan guarantees it in his own name and takes responsibility for the issuance of bonds that are originally a state act.

The advantage of doing so is to completely separate the matter from the court, so that Yang Tingyu and others completely lose the ability to intervene in this matter. However, the disadvantage of this is that if there is a mistake in the future exchange of bonds issued in Song Nan's private name, Song Nan will lose his reputation among the people. Unless Song Nan can earn all the principal and interest raised this year, this big hole debt will completely make Song Nan the object of being scolded by tens of millions of people.

In view of this, in addition to Zhengde's need to allow Song Nan to raise war bonds, Song Nan also needs Zhengde to agree to one of his own conditions. That condition is that since the court of the war that recaptured Hetao is unable to pay military pay and will solve it by himself, then if the battle is won, all the trophies should belong to Song Nan. If the captured weapons and armor war horse court wants to be put into storage, Song Nan will have to contact Goryeo or other subordinates in the west and south. China will sell these equipment and materials at a high price.

In the face of Song Nan's request, Zhengde can't refuse. In the final analysis, all this Song Nan did was still for the Ming Dynasty. Although in Zhengde's heart, he did not want to continue to fight, if Song Nan could succeed in capturing Hetao, it would be a great innovation for him to surpass the previous emperors of the previous dynasty. Even if it is as mediocre as virtue, it is also a strong heart to win.

After obtaining Zhengde's permission, Song Nan carefully prepared this, sent people to quickly print a large number of blank bonds according to the format he designed, and set up a high platform in the white paper workshop, making it like the award scene in later towns and towns. In order to increase trust, Song Nan had to go out in person. He personally signed and stamped his fingerprints on each bond to make this ritual thing the ultimate. These days, everyone believes this. The big seal and the handprint are a promise and have legal effect, so as to dispel the concerns of the people.

In order to make things go smoothly, Song Nan had to shamelessly invite a nursery. The old man and young man were the nursery arranged by himself. The old man was the father-in-law of Zhao Dapeng, a thousand households in the Jinyiwei family camp, and the young scholar was Zhu Changping, who joined the army from Lingzhou to reward the position of flag officer.

After the method worked, the people flocked to buy bonds. From the evening to the second watch, Song Nan's hand kept signing and stamping the big seal. He was so busy that he didn't even drink a mouthful of water until the guards around him reminded Song Nan: "The night is dark. It's time for the Duke to rest. It's not too late to come back tomorrow."

Only then did Song Nan find that it was late at night unconsciously. Hundreds of lanterns were hung on the whole square, shining like daylight. I was busy with business, but I didn't notice it.

A master walked to the stage and arched to hundreds of people under the stage and said, "The prince has ordered that this is the end of the day. Please be early tomorrow. Due to the urgency of the war, the sale of bonds will be stopped two days after tomorrow, because the Duke wants to purchase materials, food and grass to rush to the battlefield. Please tell each other.

The people slowly dispersed, and the guards around the square also gathered on the left side of the high platform.

Song Nan stretched out and saw the food box beside him. He suddenly felt hungry. When he picked it up, the food was cold. He vaguely remembered that this was the food sent by the people in the house. He was so busy that he even forgot to eat.

"How are the results?" Song Nan stretched out his sour arm and asked.

"Grandpa, you see." After a master lifted it. The curtain of the stage, the situation inside is shocking.

A large basket of broken silver is piled together like radish and cabbage, with various shapes, some large ingots and some black broken silver, roughly counting, and dozens of baskets. Another small iron box is neatly coded with five or six stacks of silver tickets, which are neatly arranged according to the size of the amount.

"There are 136,000,832 taels of silver. 319 thousand taels of silver tickets, a total of 533,832 taels. This is the account book. Please have a look. The chief master's abacus beads crackled, and then handed over the running account and the summary amount.

Song Nan glanced at it and secretly said that she had raised more than 500,000 taels in three or four hours. The wealth of the people in the capital is really not a lie. At this speed, at least three million taels can be raised in the next two days, which will be enough for the expenses of this march. Song Nan has already settled the account with Yang Yi. If he marches with 50,000 soldiers and horses, if everything goes well, the cost will be only 2 million yuan by the end of the war, and the surplus will be regarded as a need from time to time.

"The old man is so good that he can't move away. The father-in-law has to sign and stamp his fingerprints. If he is old, I'm afraid his bones will be scattered all over his body. The chief master inadvertently complimented.

Song Nan smiled and said, "How many bonds have you subscribed?"

Master looked through the account book and said with a smile, "319."

Song Nan nodded slightly. The average amount of more than one hundred taels per bond is quite good. If all of them are one or two taels of bonds, I'm afraid she will be exhausted. There are dozens of thousands of taels of bonds in his memory. These guys are usually not good-looking and are just ordinary people walking on the street. If he doesn't take out so many silver bills, how can he know that he has such a family?

"Thank you for your hard work. Today, I will be the host. You can go to the restaurant to use wine and vegetables. Zhao Dapeng took all the people to Yang Yiqing's mansion to deliver it to him. He will purchase food supplies from tomorrow. Tell him to invite him to take Miss Yang to the banquet tomorrow night to discuss things."

Song Nan spoke, came down the right wooden ladder, walked slowly in the messy open space, looked up, looked at the bright moon in the sky, breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt very calm. Originally, I was worried that this matter might not succeed, but now it seems that most of it has been successful. As soon as the money and grain problem is solved, the army can start to recover the river traps soon. This is a big thing that I have been trying to achieve in my heart for months.

"Grandpa, a girl just sent a note. Son, you are busy doing things, and you don't dare to disturb you. Zhao Dapeng suddenly remembered this and jumped down directly from the stage to Song Nan and handed over the note.

Song Nan took it and opened it, with a faint line of words written on it: "Tonight, I will prepare a little thin wine. Please come to the small house for a few drinks. I don't know if it's abrupt? Concubine Fengtong."

Song Nan laughed dumbly. It turned out to be a small note inviting Zhu Fengtong to go to her house for a drink. Zhu Fengtong's noble and beautiful face appeared in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel hot.

"When was it delivered?" Song Nandao.

Zhao Dapeng scratched his head and said, "It was sent here before the sun set. Damn it, it's ruined the matter of the adult?"

Song Nan snored, "This is an invitation to invite me to drink. It's useful for me before dinner. Now it's been two days. I'm sure that I broke the appointment and didn't send a letter to others. You are trapping me in injustice."

Zhao Dapeng boldly whispered, "If the host family is sincere, it's not too late to go now."

Song Nan thought for a moment, suddenly smiled and nodded, "That's right. I don't know if the host is sincere. Maybe he will close the door. But what you said makes sense. Anyway, it's better for me to go to the appointment. You take people to clean up here and arrange things. Don't make mistakes. I'm going to drink now.

Zhao Dapeng arched his hand and said, "Your excellency is at your own, and you are humble to escort your adult."

Song Nan waved her hand and said, "No, what else do you want to escort in the capital? Take me here and I'll go by myself. By the way, when you go to my house to send a letter, you will say... and say that my official business is not done, and I'm afraid I'll be back home very late."

Zhao Dapeng nodded and said that someone had already led the horse. Song Nan turned over the horse, and his hoofs were crisp and disappeared into the streets and alleys.

Zhao Dapeng turned around and whispered, "It's quite similar. Who doesn't know that Miss Zhu invited you to go? Can you hide those things from our brothers around us?"